Lyrics RiceGum – Frick Da Police
Text:
(Calling all units, I repeat, calling all units! Shots are fired, I need backup right now. Shots are fired!)
A thirty minute vid, I’m who you’re obsessed with
You look like your sister is the girl that you have sex with
Uh, yeah, do you get the message?
But I’m flexin’
Can you get these sheep out my mentions?
How can I be mad? bitch, I sleep in a mansion
Try to hold me back but I keep on advancing
When I’m looking at his head, oou, that shit so gigantic
I’m coming still, bitch, my pocket’s full of hunnid’ bills
I’m in the hills, bitch, my song just did a hunnid’ mil’
They tellin’ me to stop flexing but I’m stuntin’ still
I ran it up, all of the sudden bitches wanna chill
Ayy, you done crawled out your little cave
You got a girl but I can tell that you a little gay
Somebody stop the school shooter, he look filled with rage
Speak on my name, little bitch, I’ll put you in the grave
In the wraith, I see stars like I’m K.O.’d
Bitches chase me, I don’t got no time to chase hoes
For this song, I was gonna make y’all wait though
But like H3 I had to let the weight go
I remember I was broke, I couldn’t dress a lot
Came up from nothing, little bitch, that’s why I flex a lot
How much money did this cost you? Better guess, a lot
Is this nerd ever getting pussy? Shit, I’m guessing not
Yeah, he used to get picked on, he a big nerd
He don’t got no points, he confuses you with big words
He said he study me for months like a mid-term
Ayy, Content Cop, can you get up off my dick sir?
They tryna see me start to fall like September
Try to roast me in the comments but remember
How you gon’ support a guy who proudly says the N-word?
I ran it up fast, I feel like The Flash
You can see I’m getting mad, bringing up the past
H3 stop eating snacks, bitch you getting fat
Flew out PewDiePie just to fuck him in the ass
I ran it up fast, I feel like The Flash
You can see I’m getting mad, bringing up the past
H3 stop eating snacks, bitch you getting fat
Flew out PewDiePie just to fuck him in the ass
-Hey, you can’t do this, you gotta stop this instant
You don’t own these streets, you can’t just dance here
-Wait, wait, who turned off the beat?
Boy, man, fuck a beat!
You’re a stalker Ian, you think about me every night
He’s definitely white, you might as well be Asian because you’re obsessed with rice
Bill Gates face, body like a girl scout
Someone tell this angry Millhouse to take a couple pills and chill out before I knock his grill out
I cannot have it you little Mini Bob Saget
Get your fucking ass kicked
Why don’t you buy yourself some thicker glasses
You look like Inspector Gadget
As far as that girl I trolled, sorry if that offended you
I guess I was on some other shit
But now I’m guilty yet again because I’m about to expose another bitch
You are a 27-year-old game nerd who roasts now ’cause dudes think he’s cool
Or just lucky he’s got this far in life without shooting up a school
Fuck with RiceGum and your life’s done
You little squirmy hater, I didn’t know The Sherbinator was a nerdy skater
Don’t threaten me with your vids, Mr. Vanilla ISIS
You’re the definition of what white is
Hell yeah I get big checks, you never seen anything like this
So since you like to make vids the next one you make can be about how pathetic your life is